ROSES ARE RED

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Parece, ou é mesmo cafonice minha, coisa brega, falta de assunto, sentimentalismo, que seja tudo isso. Mas leiam com atenção a letra abaixo de uma canção americana composta em 1962 por Byron Paul Evans. É de uma simplicidade assustadora e de uma beleza sentimental pouco vista. A interpretação de Fred Fender, em gravação de 1974, está apenas razoável; já ouvi melhores, mas tudo bem. Confiram, e espero que gostem.

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ROSES ARE RED, MY LOVE

A long, long time ago, on graduation day;
You handed me your book, I signed this way:
“Roses are red, my love, violets are blue;
Sugar is sweet, my love, but not as sweet as you.”

We dated trough high school, and when the big day came;
I wrote into your book, next to my name:
“Roses are red, my love, violets are blue;
Sugar is sweet, my love, but not as sweet as you.”

Then I went far way and you found someone new;
I read your letter, Dear, and I wrote back to you:
“Roses are red, my love, violets are blue;
Sugar is sweet, my love, good luck, - God bless you too.”

Is that your little girl? She looks a lot like you;
Someday a boy will write in her book, too:
“Roses are red, my love, violets are blue;
Sugar is sweet, my love, but not as sweet as you.”

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VER E OUVIR (Link abaixo). Vale a pena, um belíssimo site.
http://www.homestead.com/deehits/rosesarered.html

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(As rosas da foto eu as colhi em qualquer lugar, mas não me lembro qual)

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